A liberation
From the permanent
Weight
On your face

Clear crisp outlines
And details
Blur into
Fuzz

Your eyes relax and start
To adjust
The orchestra begins
To play

The players
Dressed in black
Look like dancing
Shadows
The light spaces
Between them
Take up a shape
Of their own

Smile
Even if you don't mean it
Fake it like your o face
Make it like you're going out of style

I don't know why I keep going after the broken ones.
Maybe there's a piece they're missing
like I could be the peace of mind musing
her fragile little soul.

Maybe I just want to fix something.
The perfectionist architect,
The anti-hero archetype
Letting my emotions build castles
instead of locking me in some dungeon ruminating.

Or maybe I'm the ******* broken one
Dead set on divinity
Dormant in between rock bottom and a dark place

I'm ok, I swear to a god complex

Praying for some princess clad in punk rock armory.
Tearing through the motions
in the mosh pit of reality.
All for her crown of fire and flowers,

Come on, save me,
The light of my life
Fire of my *****

Lusting into supernovas
To encompass this astral plane
Where we're waging a war against reality
With the fantasy I'm wanting to pull out

a 4th wall broken

What is a home that
relies on strangers to
keep the peace? It's
barely even a house,
with foundations collapsing
leaving nothing but
broken memories and
empty promises.

A house that had
doubt hanging from the
ceiling and grief dripping
down the windows.

Angry hallways and
insults screaming from
the scales and mirrors.

Rooms with lying walls
that told you all of this
is normal.

Addiction was waiting
at the door for you,
ready to take you just
like it's swallowed
everyone you used
to know.

How do you expect me to believe in myself
If you can't look in the mirror and believe in you
You're the best friend a girl could ask for
But yet you can't see it
How come I can?
You tell me all these things about myself that I've never noticed, never wanted to notice.
You told me something that has never slipped out of anyones lips besides yours..
"You're beautiful"
And you told me to believe it
And I did
For a moment
A slight second..
I trusted you
I let you in, and I don't do that with anyone besides her
But it really does hurt that you think of yourself that way.
You're amazing
Perfect, maybe a little to perfect.
And I wish you knew
That I can't belive in myself
Inless you can believe in you.
"You're beautiful"

I'm bleeding and I don't want it to stop
I want to drown in the pain
Drown in the blood
Am I crazy to crave pain?
After what you did to me
You hurt my heart and I am bleeding inside
But right now I'm done waiting for the pain to subside
You love her
And what am I?
A broken girl
With no alibi
I am nothing to no one
a no one full of nothing
A broken girl that can't stop cutting
Does anyone see this?
My cry for help
I guess not..
I'll just keep bleeding.

You wonder why I cut?
You  wonder why I cry?
But little do you know you are the reason why.
You are my crutch and my broken leg
My rock and my shattered heart
But by the littlest of your n o n s e n s e you completely t    e   a   r me apart
You c r y, and you c r y
And tell me your not good enough
But you can't see what I see
And sometimes when you cry
*I wish I wasn't me

"She could easily get one"
Of course she could
She's to busy being pretty, better then me her..
But I understood..
I wish you could..
All the guys love her
And what am I?
A tiny girl that people p a s s  o n  b y..
You loved her, you love her
You b ro ke me, I'm broken..
And now finally the words that I never said are spoken..

tears fall from the eyes of heaven
healing the pain of bittersweet memories
wash me away in tranquil melodies
of morning rain